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I love to lose myself in other men's minds.... Books think for me.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
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This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, Theres nothing true but Heaven.
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Who has not felt how sadly sweet The dream of home, the dream of home, Steals o'er the heart, too soon to fleet, When far o'er sea or land we roam?
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A man may do very well with a very little knowledge, and scarce be found out in mixed company everybody is so much more ready to produce his own, than to call for a display of your acquisitions.
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Coleridge declares that a man cannot have a good conscience who refuses apple dumplings, and I confess that I am of the same opinion.
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No one ever regarded the first of January with indifference.
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For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.
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In some respects the better a book is, the less it demands from the binding.
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In every thing that relates to science, I am a whole Encyclopaedia behind the rest of the world.
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I know that a sweet child is the sweetest thing in nature, not even excepting the delicate creatures which bear them.
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To sigh, yet feel no pain To weep, yet scarce know why To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by.
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Gone before To that unknown and silent shore.
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I even think that, sentimentally, I am disposed to harmony. But organically I am incapable of a tune.
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I have passed all my days in London, until I have formed as many and intense local attachments as any of you mountaineers can have done with dead nature.
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If there be a regal solitude, it is a sick-bed. How the patient lords it there!
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Not many sounds in life, and I include all urban and all rural sounds, exceed in interest a knock at the door.
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